【Tales of the Land】(Volume 13, Chapter 8)

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Chapter Eight: A Beauty Who Knows When to

Speak The police chief, his face hardened, roared, "You're filthy, you bitch! Still being stubborn? Will you

confess ?"

Qin Yihong's eyes widened in fear. She couldn't confess; it would be a death sentence. She raised her head and said, "I'm

innocent! Your men framed me!"

The detective beside her said, "Boss! If we don't teach her a lesson, how can we expect this kind of troublemaker

to confess?"

The police chief grinned maliciously, then suddenly slammed the lit cigarette butt against Qin Yihong's bare shoulder. 　　With a hiss, smoke billowed, and Qin Yihong screamed in pain. The police chief waved his hand and said, "You can do it

! 　　Be careful not to kill her. With such a large bag of drugs , if she confesses, we'll all have made a significant contribution!" 　　With that 　　, he slammed the door shut and left. 　　Seeing the chief leave, the two detectives chuckled maliciously, "Little sister, how does the taste of a cigarette butt feel? I advise you to just accept it! No one can save you!" 　　Qin Yihong's alluring eyes were filled with tears. She truly regretted coming all this way for this blind date. Daze's black jail was notorious among the people. Although she had been arrested without cause, she still held a sliver of hope and said, "I've really been wronged, please let me go!" 　　One of the detectives' expressions changed, "You mean, we're all just freeloaders, arresting people randomly for no reason?" 　　The other detective said, "Don't waste your breath on her, strip her naked first, and give her a beating with a belt!" 　　The two ignored Qin Yihong's cries and forcibly handcuffed her wrists behind the back of the iron chair, skillfully stripping her of all her clothes in a few quick movements. 　　A leather belt was pulled from her waist, forcibly spreading her thighs apart to reveal her fair, tightly clenched vulva. Her plump, beautiful thighs were placed on the armrests of a chair on either side. The merciless leather belt was used to strike the woman's most vulnerable areas, her inner thighs and vulva. Qin Yihong's face turned ashen with pain. After a round of blows, an officer asked, "Do you plead guilty?" 　　Qin Yihong's pretty face was covered in cold sweat, but the charge of drug trafficking was too much for her to bear. She gritted her teeth and said through the pain, "I am . How can you expect me to plead guilty? 　　" The skinny detective said, "Put her on the iron bed!" 　　Another detective said, "No! The boss said we can't kill her. If she confesses, we'll all have done a good job. I think we should just clean her mouth!" 　　The skinny detective laughed, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. A delicate young lady like her is easy to kill . Okay! As you say, I'll go get the mouth opener." Qin Yihong's mouth was forcibly pried open with a steel mouth opener. Her hair was pulled back in a clump, and her head was tilted upwards. 　　The second skinny detective held a dental drill commonly used by dentists, running the motor at full speed, making a piercing "zzzz" sound. He laughed, "Listen up! If you confess, laugh loudly! Haha! Interesting!" 　　Qin Yihong's teeth had been well-protected since childhood. They were not only straight and white, but also had no cavities. The skinny detective quickly opened her teeth with the sharp dental drill and grinned maliciously as he used a small iron hook to constantly twist and twist Qin Yihong's exposed dental pulp. 　　Qin Yihong naively believed that as long as she endured the ordeal without confessing, she would be released. However, these detectives wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal. Arresting people and then releasing them would make the public think they were incompetent and arbitrarily arresting people. Besides, she was an extremely beautiful woman, so torturing her would be much more interesting than dealing with a smelly man. 　　These detectives spent their days thinking of ways to torture people, regardless of whether the person was actually guilty or not. If they believed someone was guilty, they would at least fabricate a charge against them. The instruments of torture they used were increasingly cruel. Even someone like Zhang Jinhua, a master of both martial arts and magic, couldn't withstand the torture, let alone a delicate and inexperienced woman like her. 　　Two days later, Qin Yihong was indicted. In court, her so-called defense lawyer only urged her to confess. In Daze , lawyers were merely figureheads, just going through the motions. If someone had real power, they wouldn't have been brought before the court . Those brought before the court were either unfortunate officials caught in the infighting or powerless commoners. 　　Officials ousted through infighting are convicted before even reaching the courtroom; ordinary citizens are always wrong before the government , and can be exonerated however they please. The government doesn't need lawyers for defense. 　　Since Qin Yihong's arrest, Qin's parents have tried every possible means, pulling strings everywhere, but in Daze, without a powerful backer, a case already sealed by the Criminal Investigation Bureau is impossible to overturn. Even if they wanted to spend money, they didn't know where to send it! 　　Meanwhile, Wu Dengke's crackdown order took effect again. Arrests were rampant throughout Daze; anyone spotted by the Criminal Investigation Bureau was immediately arrested, falsely accused, and thrown into death row, ready to be sent to the Beast Frontier to complete Wu Dengke's secret deal. 　　Far away in the Beast Frontier, the Great Chief of the Beast Empire, Cherlinsdorf, received the first batch of strong, healthy men sent from Daze. Upon testing them, they proved to be the "sick men of East Asia," utterly vulnerable. He immediately summoned all races, deciding to launch a major attack on human territory. 　　Qin Yihong was stunningly beautiful. Since entering prison, she had been raped countless times. She had expected to be executed by firing squad in Shangjiang City, but somehow she was transported to the Gunzhou Prison. 　　The Gunzhou Prison was located in a deep valley nestled between the Dalu and Daliang Mountains of Nanhe and Nan'an provinces. Beyond these two towering mountains lay Beihe Province. The two mountains formed an "A" shape, with the exit guarded by over 3,000 Chen family prison guards. The terrain was incredibly treacherous; unless one had legitimate official documents to remove someone, escaping or rescuing someone under the heavily armed guards was virtually impossible. 　　To the east, south, and west were Chen family field armies totaling over 30,000 men, all armed with rifles and heavy artillery. If there was any disturbance at the Gunzhou Prison, reinforcements would arrive within an hour. The prison's interior was also heavily guarded by layers of iron gates. To enter the death row, one had to open thirty large iron gates. The guards outside had no inside, never came out alive. 　　Qin Yihong, handcuffed and shackled, was locked in an iron cage-like prison van. Watching the iron gates open and close, she closed her beautiful eyes in despair. The hundreds of male and female prisoners in the van were all naked and heavily shackled, without a trace of...

Under the shreds of cover, everyone had lost all sense of shame.

Almost all the male prisoners, whose genitals had been damaged during previous interrogations, now had vacant stares. The torturers from Osawa,

who particularly enjoyed torturing the genitals of both men and women, were now drowsy, and many of the male prisoners' genitals were still

dripping with foul-smelling pus. In contrast, the female prisoners, especially the beautiful ones, had much more intact genitals,

rarely suffering mutilation except for rape. The reason was obvious: if the genitals of beautiful female prisoners were also

ruined, it would detract from the entertainment.

The Gunzhou prison had no female wardens, only male guards. In an open area the size of two football fields, hundreds of young and beautiful female prisoners were kneeling

on the left ; on the other side, iron cages held many strong

men, seemingly about to be transported somewhere.

In one corner of the yard, a dozen or so prison guards, expressionless, used chainsaws to saw through the bodies of barely clinging,

still breathing, male and female prisoners, starting from their heads and continuing down to their groins. They

sliced them into pieces like pork and tossed them into an empty, tiled pool.

Beside the pool, another dozen guards used high-pressure water guns to clean the pieces of flesh, then hung them up with

iron hooks to drain the blood. They neatly stacked the pieces in large freezers for quick-freezing, then packed them into boxes and

sent to a large cold storage facility at the back.

The cells were all located underground in the yard, six stories high from the lowest level upwards. Behind the yard

stretched the continuous Dalu and Daliang Mountains, piercing the clouds. All around were prison guards armed with live ammunition,

the terrifying muzzles of large-caliber heavy artillery partially hidden in the fortresses. This place was inherently

impregnable .

Not only that, but along the high walls stood over five hundred enormous wolfhounds, each half a person's height, their eyes gleaming green, howling

in a large iron cage. Legend had it that only dogs that had eaten human flesh would have such a terrifying,

chilling green in their eyes.

Qin Yihong and her group of about a hundred men and women were herded off the truck

by guards . A jailer-like figure standing before them immediately shouted and ordered

the prisoners to be divided up.

Qin Yihong and several other young women were ordered to kneel among the group of women on the left. Sixty or seventy

prisoners were forcibly dragged to a chainsaw in a corner of the open space, chained up row by row, awaiting slaughter.

The scorching summer sunset painted the sky blood-red, and gusts of restless mountain wind carried the stench of blood in the air

, a chilling smell. Qin Yihong only felt that time was passing unbearably.

An ugly jailer stood before a group of beautiful female prisoners kneeling, and smugly proclaimed, "You

are all death row inmates who have committed serious crimes, but Heaven has been kind to you, giving you beautiful faces. I declare that

anyone willing to become a beast will be spared death!"

Several beautiful women, forced to kneel naked, protested, "Our sect's doctrine is that all beings are equal. We sisters

would rather die than become beasts! Down with the evil Great Swamp Empire! Long live the leader! Long live the Buddha Immortal Sect!"

The Qin family, always shrewd and astute, had never taken sides. She didn't really distinguish between good and evil; otherwise,

her ancestor Qin Hui would have died for his country when he was captured along with the two emperors of Jingkang. He wouldn't have disregarded national righteousness,

helped a tyrannical emperor, and harmed a national hero like Daze, leaving behind an eternal infamy. Hearing the women's reply to the jailer

, she was shocked and immediately shouted, "I'm willing to be a beast, please spare my life!"

The jailer laughed. No matter how the female prisoners answered, they always had something to do. Hearing this, he immediately

signaled guards to first drag out the women who resisted, and then ordered someone to untie Qin Yihong.

Qin Yihong was brought naked before the jailer, who lewdly lifted her chin and laughed, "

What a beautiful bitch! When you hand her over to Lord Wu, he'll surely be pleased! Men! Take her for a bath, a meal, and a good rest.

She'll be worth more when she's well-fed!"

A jailer leered as he removed the heavy shackles from her hands and feet, saying, "Go—! Take a bath over there! Eat

your meal after you're done, and don't wander off!"

Qin Yihong looked in the direction he pointed and saw a makeshift open-air toilet in a corner of the wall, with

dozens of showerheads next to it and no privacy whatsoever.

Being a bitch, there was no shame in it. Qin Yihong thanked the jailer and went to the

corner. In front of everyone, she first comfortably emptied her bladder and bowels, which had been accumulating for several days, then washed away

the mud and bloodstains. She put on the boots and a revealing leather outfit that showed off her breasts and genitals, fastened her collar, and

hurriedly ran to the dining table to eat and drink heartily.

The beautiful women who were forced into slavery in the Great Swamp only lost their personal dignity; their living conditions were not bad at all. While

Wu Dengke signed the crackdown order and arrested people on a large scale, and while he was befriending the beastmen and plotting against Zhao Chengyu, Wu Denggao also begged his

older brother to help him get a few thousand more slaves so he could open

a few more large entertainment venues. This was of course no problem. Just as Qin Yihong was engrossed in eating a chicken leg, the beautiful women from the Buddhist Immortal Sect were in deep trouble. In any case

, men and women who refused to be slaves would be executed or sent alive to the Beast Territory. Whether they lived or died, and how

they died, depended on the mood of the jailers.

A beautiful Buddhist Immortal Sect woman was being tortured by a jailer who pierced her breasts with a steel needle and

slowly burned the exposed needle tip and end with a candle. Amidst the sizzling sound of roasting meat and the rising smoke, the Buddhist Immortal Sect

woman continued to curse despite being subjected to torture.

The jailer was furious. He ordered several steel needles, each over two feet long, to be brought and

pierced through . Not only were they burned as before, but an iron chain was then threaded through the gaps in her breasts where the needles had pierced,

suspending her. As soon as the pulley lifted her feet off the ground, her large breasts were ripped off, leaving

a bloody, gruesome sight. The female follower's chest and abdomen were completely ripped open; she was likely beyond saving.

The jailer said to the remaining female followers of the Buddhist Immortal Sect, "How was it? Satisfying, wasn't it?"

None of the remaining beautiful Buddhist Immortal Sect followers flinched. They shouted in unison, "Beasts! Villains! Your evil deeds

will surely incur the wrath of the gods and Buddhas! Long live the leader! Long live the great Buddhist Immortal Sect!"

The jailer, enraged, ordered a bronze donkey to be carried on board. He forcibly pressed a beautiful female follower onto it, inserting the donkey's large penis

into her vulva, and then heated the bronze donkey underneath. The female follower screamed in agony, but refused

to submit . Meanwhile, the number of beautiful female prisoners around Qin Yihong increased, and the saying "better to live a wretched life than die a good death" became even more pronounced.

Besides, this wasn't even considered "living a miserable life." All the female prisoners saw Qin Yihong munching on a chicken leg and drinking beer,

only now she was wearing a black dog collar.

Women? They were meant to be played with by men. As long as they behaved, men wouldn't do anything to them. At worst, they'd give

them blowjobs, lick their anuses, or suck their toes. What other part of a man's body could they lick besides those?

In truth, it wasn't a big deal; it was a hundred times better than suffering this kind of torture. Later,

except for fewer than ten die-hard female prisoners, the remaining hundreds of beautiful women, like Qin Yihong, wore dog collars and

began to eat and drink heartily.

Seeing that some of the women had finished eating and regained their energy, the jailer began to frolic and play around the table. He immediately

shook the iron chains in his hands and casually pulled out several beauties, making them crawl up on their knees like dogs, and ordering them to perform oral sex.

These beauties, without hesitation, pulled out the jailers' penises in front of everyone and began to suck them,

tentatively asking while licking, "Is this okay? Should I put it in the urethra?"

"Oh—! Brother's penis is so big! My juices are flowing in!"

"Is it comfortable licking your asshole? Remember me in the future! Hit me less, and

you can play with me from top to bottom!"

Qin Yihong was particularly beautiful and particularly cunning. After eating, she hid in the crowd and was not among the first group of beauties to be led

up for oral sex.

She was hiding around the corner, watching the perverted jailers continue to punish the remaining beauties from the Buddhist sect.

After a barrage of punches and kicks, several beauties were forced to kneel on the ground, their hands and feet nailed to the concrete floor with long nails.

An iron chain around their waists suspended them like a bridge, their buttocks facing upwards, exposing their vulvas.

There were more than a dozen jailers. Another jailer whistled, signaling the jailers guarding the dog kennels to release all

five hundred -plus wolfhounds.

Qin Yihong thought the wolfhounds would pounce on and tear apart the poor women, but to her surprise, the dogs excitedly

rushed forward, starting with the largest one. It placed its front paws on the woman's bare, snow-white back,

its long penis immediately hardening, a full twenty centimeters long. With a "whoosh," it plunged

into the woman's upturned vulva, rapidly thrusting in and out with practiced ease. One wondered

how many female prisoners these dogs had raped to possess such skill. After one finished, another excitedly rushed forward,

its front paws similarly placed on the woman's back.

On the other side, an even more perverted prison guard, as if playing a game, hung a beautiful woman from the Buddhist sect, handcuffed to

an iron post , spread her legs, and slowly inserted a red-hot saw blade into her vulva. As smoke rose

, the woman's head swayed wildly. A woman's private parts are so delicate; in just a few thrusts, the saw blade had completely burned through the flesh between her anus and vulva

. The jailer cursed and slowly sawed at her nipples with the saw blade.

Qin Yihong couldn't understand what kind of belief could make these female followers of the Buddhist sect endure such inhuman

torture . It was like "cutting firewood from the mountain where you're going"—if they'd fallen to this state, why resist so stubbornly? Wasn't it just being treated like livestock

? She'd seen Shui Linfeng's twin peaches before. If they met a master like Shui Linfeng, being a livestock was also enjoyable,

though they'd lose their dignity and freedom. But it was still better than dying from torture, right?

After watching for a while, she almost vomited up everything she'd just eaten. Just as she was about to turn and leave, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her hair.

A rough voice above her laughed loudly, "Little beauty! I've been looking for you for ages, only to find you hiding here

watching the show ! Among this bunch of livestock, you're the prettiest! Come on—! Give me a blowjob!"

Qin Yihong looked up through the pain and saw it was the same jailer from before, grabbing her hair with his left hand and making

a move to pull out his penis with his right!

Qin Yihong immediately knelt on the ground and said with a seductive smile, "Master! Why bother you to do it yourself? I'll use my mouth to do it for you!"

With that, she used her teeth to unzip his pants, pulled down his underwear, and with a quick suck, firmly took the jailer's

penis into her mouth. Her seductive eyes rolled upwards, observing the jailer's expression.

The jailer was extremely satisfied, both physically and psychologically, and let out a comfortable groan. Qin Yihong already

knew he had no objections, so she immediately increased the intensity of her sucking, thrusting in and out with great force.

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